Some do it for fun, they like the thrill of making others suffer. Some don't have a reason, they do it just because. Those men want to see the world burn. Still others do it because they must. There lives are so full pain, so full of misery that they have to find someway of surviving it. So they take their misery, their anguish and sorrow and fashion it into a blade. They go around and stab others with these blades, spreading the misery. For only by doing this can they hope to alleviate some of their own suffering. Only by spreading what they feel are they able to make it through the day. Titty sprinkles.